It's n ine o'c lock on a s aturday
The regular c rowd shuffles in
There's an old ma n sitting n ext to me
Makin'lov e to his to nic and gi n
He says, s on, can you play me a m emory ?
I'm n ot really sure how it g oes
But it's s ad and it's sweet and I k new it comp
lete
When I wore a y ounger man's clo
thes
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Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song to night
Well, we're a ll in the mood for a m elody
And y ou've got us feelin'alrig ht
Now john at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says, bill, I believe this is killing me.
As the smile ran away from his face
Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place
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Now paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin'with davy who's still in the navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin'alone
(Instrumental)
It's a pretty good crowd for a saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'cause he knows that it's me they've been comin'to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, man, what are you doin'here ?
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